• Posted by Deanie Rowan Blank on June 9th, 2009, 4:49 PM

    over romaine greens.  I wonder
    at the pleasure these pungent fungi

    bring — gold in a chef’s pan.
    White truffle oil, my preference,

    more peppery than the black.
    Makes sense — being part Sicilian —

    that the robust Italian whites
    appeal more than the tamer ebon

    French ones.  All sub rosa
    root-clinging symbiotic

    fruiting tubers — a cabal
    of crafty warty walnuts.

    Beware the poisonous
    false ones.  A bit of truffle

    oil in brash hands can be
    dreadful excess.  Know

    the supreme risk —
    a snuffling sow with a bent

    for ravenous love when
    that special pheromone flares.

    Still, it’s truffles’ hidden
    nature that intrigues —

    concealed like the echoed
    treasure of my memories,

    my musings, secrets I let
    drizzle in my mind.

    Deanie Rowan Blank‘s work has appeared in literary journals and magazines including: Edgar Literary Magazine, Main Channel Voices, Mediphors – a Literary Journal of Medical Professionals, Potpourri, Expressions, Saturday Magazine, Northeast Magazine and Poetica Magazine. She was finalist for the Sunken Garden Poetry Festival Tenth Anniversary Prize.

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